It All Starts with the Wizard

While the magic power was rising, Roman unexpectedly discovered that the wooden walking stick in his hand did not know what material it was made of. It actually had extremely good conductivity to the magic power. The black magic power followed Roman’s hand and quickly spread across the entire walking stick. With a light wave of Roman's right hand, a faint black whip shadow swept forward silently.

　　 "Painful whip!"

The black whip shadow left a ripple in the air that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and slammed on the three white figures in the front with lightning speed, leaving a clear black on their bodies. Weal.

The attacked white shadow suddenly stopped in place, as if it was frozen in the air, and then dense and small cracks began to appear around the black whip marks, and these cracks instantly spread to their whole bodies, and then they were on their bodies. His white robe shattered like porcelain, turning into white light and dissipating in the darkness.

After their white robes shattered, they revealed transparent spirit bodies. These newly emerged spirit bodies were not as expressionless as before. They only knew how to sing, and their whole bodies were bloody. Just like being severely burned, the face is even more terrifying, the lips and eyelids have been completely melted, leaving only the dark teeth and the glass-like cloudy lens.

　　 They did not continue to pounce on Roman, but instead held their heads in their hands, and began to roll painfully in the air, making miserable roars from time to time.

　　 "It works! It seems that the lash of pain amplifies their pain, and that eye seems to be unable to control them for the time being."

　　 Roman was overjoyed, and he was ready to continue waving the cane in his hand. The white shadows that rushed over were not too many. As long as the aim is good, it is estimated that after four or five more shots, they can be shot.

At this moment, the Apocalypse that was originally floating quietly in the sea of ​​knowledge suddenly flickered and appeared directly beside Roman. The pages of the book began to chuckle, and quickly stopped on a blank page, and then began to appear on it. A black line hastily outlined a vortex, and the three smashed and unshelled spirit bodies were immediately sucked into the pages of the book screaming.

　　 Roman stared at this scene, cursing in his heart:

　　 "Damn, what did I say, I'm waiting for me here, if you want to eat it, just say it, why bother?"

Roman figured it out. The eighth goal of the Apocalypse was these spirit bodies, but because of the white shell on their bodies, they couldn't absorb it directly, so they just shrank into the sea of ​​consciousness and couldn't come out, and waited until he broke it. After layering the shell, this guy couldn't wait to jump out and pick up the head.

When Roman vomited, he continued to wave the cane in his hand, and the painful whip turned into a black phantom and whipped on the surrounding white shadows. All the white shadows struck by the whip turned into those painful transparent spirits. The body was unceremoniously absorbed by the Apocalypse.

Soon, all the white shadows in the lobby were swallowed by the inspirational recording. The black eyeball seemed to be half irritated, and the eyeballs began to turn crazily. Then the eyeballs suddenly froze, and then began to slowly split from the middle. , Turned into a big mouth with dense and sharp teeth, and rushed towards Roman fiercely.

Roman sneered, the black magic power wrapped around his cane, and he held it tightly after rotating his fingertips twice. His eyes were focused, staring at the flying eyeball, just as it approached. Roman abruptly turned sideways, and at the same time raised the cane in his hand, making a swing with one hand.

　　 "Home run!"

The thick cane whizzed down with a wisp of black smoke, met the rushing eyeballs, and hit the center of it fiercely. Feeling the huge resistance from his right hand, the veins on Roman's arm violently burst into his mouth. With a low anger, the whole body renewed its strength, and the eyeball was directly drawn far away, hitting the opposite dome, and then it slipped down softly like a puddle of mud, leaving it on the wall. A dark green blood stain.

Roman's face was also a little pale, and his sudden force just now caused severe pain in his unhealed body, especially the wounds on his abdomen and shoulder blades, which might have been torn three times, but his eyes were There was a burst of excitement, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 re-measured the cane in his hand, after the knock just now, there was still no crack on it.

　　 "This thing is unexpectedly easy to use. Not only is it strong, but it can also transmit magic power. It is much stronger than the previous whiteboard knives. The most important thing is that it feels good."

Roman nodded in satisfaction, but before he could breathe completely, another prayer came from the corridor. His expression changed, and when he looked up, he saw two more identical eyeballs floating over. Dark eyes stared at him, and the white phantom began to circle in the lobby again.

　　 "Are they mass-produced?"

　　 Roman gritted his teeth and stood up straight. At this moment, the Apocalypse floating on the side began to fly up and down with a little excitement. Roman understood its meaning instantly.

　　 "I'm not full yet~www.wuxiahere.com~ want more!"

Roman glared at it with an angry sigh, then his eyes became cold and severe, his eyes full of murderous intent, he bent down and put the oil lamp in his left hand behind him to prevent it from being careless for a while. Smashed and extinguished, then rolled up his sleeves and said to himself:

　　 "Then I will make you full today!"

A large group of white shadows began to revolve around Roman, the brainwashing chants made him feel a little in a trance, and he had to pray together subconsciously several times, but every time he controlled it, these white shadows looked like Strange, but in fact, he can't directly attack him.

They are more like sea monsters who use songs to confuse sailors. Once they cannot withstand the temptation, there is only death. Roman guessed that this prayer is the condition that triggers the result of death. Once he starts to pray out of control, he will definitely be instantaneous. Like the maid before, was swallowed by that eye and became a part of these white shadows.

Moreover, this kind of prayer does not seem to be able to resist only by willpower. It will make people lose themselves completely without knowing it, forget their own situation, and even a great sense of happiness will rise in the heart, which seems to be a lifetime pursuit. The same has been realized.

　　 At the moment when he was lost in confusion, he saw the ugly capitalist face surrounded by beauties of various colors and spending money on a luxury yacht. He couldn't help but sigh. Is this his ultimate pursuit? This is too low-level, right? But it looks so good.

Fortunately, when Roman meditated on the quiet and wailing, these prayers became trivial. All the prayers were instantly covered by the whisper that was likely to come from the abyss. Although this whisper was as unbearable, Roman passed through. A long time of meditation, I have become accustomed to it, at least it has not much effect on his spelling.